Harry woke up on an early Saturday morning, it had been weeks since he started liking Draco, and Ron and Hermione still didn't know. He couldn't keep lying to them, he could tell they were already suspicious. Harry was scared to tell them, though, especially because it was Malfoy, the same person who had been bullying them for 5 years, but he knew, deep down, that he had to tell them. Harry got up, got dressed, and went down to the common room to wait for his friends.

About a half-hour later

Harry was getting kinda bored of waiting, so he grabbed his potions homework out of his bag and began to work on it.

A few minutes later

Hermione came down from the girls dormitory, yawning.

"Hey, Harry," she said nicely.

"Hey, Hermione," Harry responded, putting his homework aside.

"Were you doing homework? By yourself?" Hermione said, looking at the packet on the couch

"I was trying to," Harry said, "Anyway, where's Ron?"

"I don't know, probably sleeping," Hermione responded, sitting down next to Harry.

A few minutes of silence went by before Hermione finally decided to speak.

"Harry," Hermione said, worriedly, "You haven't been yourself lately. I want the truth, Harry, please tell me what's wrong."

Harry sighed.

"Fine," he said, "But we should wait until Ron wakes up"

About an hour later

Hermione was helping Harry with his DADA homework, when Ron walked down the stairs from the boys dormitory.

"Morning," Ron said with a yawn

"Morning," Harry and Hermione said in unison

Harry and Hermione scooted over on the couch to make room for Ron.

Hermione looked at Harry, hoping that he would finally tell them what's wrong, Harry caught this and took a deep breath.

"Fine, I'll tell you what's wrong," Harry said, Ron looked up at Harry, happy that he's finally telling them.

Harry took another deep breath, and said, "I think I like someone… but I'm not sure you'll like who it is"

Ron and Hermione looked up, intrigued.

"You can tell us, mate," Ron said.

"Ok, but promise you won't get mad," Harry said, hopeful.

"We promise," Ron and Hermione said in unison.

"Ok," Harry sighed, "It's, uh, it's... M-Malfoy"

Ron looked stocked at this news, but Hermione facepalmed.

"Congratulations, you're the last to know," Said Hermione.

"I didn't know!" Ron said, still shocked

"That's because you're an idiot, Ronald," Hermione said facepalming again but this time at Ron's stupidity.

"You knew?!"

"It was pretty obvious, Harry"

"It was?"

"Even before you started acting strange, you were obsessed with him, Harry"

"I was?"

"You always thought he was plotting something, Harry"

"In my defense, his father is a Death eater"

"Yes, but that doesn't mean that he's one too"

"Bloody hell," Ron whispered, finally letting Harry's news sink in. Harry and Hermione ignored him.

"I do think that he likes you too," Hermione said, attempting to change the subject.

"Really?" Harry said, hopefully.

"Yeah, you should totally ask him out sometime"

"But what if he says no?"

Hermione facepalmed again, "He won't, and if he does, you have us."

"Thanks, Hermione," Harry said, smiling at his friend's support.